Today I reached the point of wild-eyed, gibbering fury with the nest of cables and wires and USB cords and chargers etc. slowly eating the floor by my bed; I snapped, went a little crazy with some scrap fabric and twine, and now have a cradle under my shitty-temporary-folding-card-table of a bedside table for external hard drives, and slightly less of a Medusine hell-pit on the carpet beneath.

Then I went through my bookmarks folder with a flamethrower, uninstalled a whole Programs-menu-column's worth of software, deleted about 40GB of old files, and imposed what little order I could (not all that much) on 150GB of music.

At some point: a defrag.

In other, American Gangster-related news: Russell Crowe remains my Pop'N'Fresh-pokeable but could-still-kick-your-ass boyfriend¹, and I think I have a crush on Denzel Washington's smile.

Finally:

Your past life diagnosis.: I don't know how you feel about it, but you were male in your last earthly incarnation.You were born somewhere in the territory of modern Wales around the year 1300. Your profession was that of a warrior, hunter, fisherman or executor of sacrifices. Your brief psychological profile in your past life: You always liked to travel and to investigate. You could have been a detective or a spy. The lesson that your last past life brought to your present incarnation: Your lesson is to conquer jealousy and anger in yourself and then in those who will select you as their guide. You should understand that these weaknesses are caused by fear and self-regret.

NOOO, GET OUTTA MY HEAD, CHARLES.



¹A QUESTION FOR THE AGES, O MY FRIENDSLIST. Russell Crowe: sexier in his lean, mean, Gladiator machine days, or with a delightfully squishy Master & Commander surplus? I would tap Maximus, no doubt, BUT MY HEART BELONGS TO ROLY-POLY RUSSELL.

ETA: Alternatively, just talk about hot people. Mmmm, hot people. As a (completely optional!) prompt: muffins or skinny lattes? Or two great tastes that taste great together? EXAMPLE: Keira Knightley could put my eye out with her shoulder blades, but = so unbelievably beautiful. Versus Queen Latifah, which: have you seen her in Hairspray? Chicago? DAYUM. Just. *_*